Ivy had just joined the dark guild known as Basilisk Fang, and man did it take work getting up to this point. She was thinking to herself how no person on the planet should be put through the stress of climbing a freezing cold mountain just to get into the guild hall, but that she did. She had no trouble breathing the entire time she was climbing, but her feet however had a bad toll taken on them. They were bleeding and freezing, but she decided that she could deal with that later. So there she went, up to the front and opened the entrance.Ivy stepped inside, looking around. She hoped she didn't attract any attention, for she didn't want anyone to be distracted by a newcomer and no one to be put aside from whatever they were doing. So Ivy went to take a seat, and began singing a song to herself in a nice tune, without lyrics. All she sang was"Lalalalala~ lalalalala~ la la la la."And she repeated it over.

Kitteh walked into the guild hall grinning as a new member came in as far as he saw she was a smaller mage, but kitteh was not one to talk. Kitteh had been trying to eat a human as a previous member did to see if it was good and it was a man he found smoking off the streets who tried to punch him was unlucky and was kitteh's current meal. Kitteh waved at the member with a sinister smile and spoke "what is a young girl like you doing here, does your father life here. I guess it is never to early to join". Kitteh had recently allowed a bit of facial hair to come out for the sake of looking older .For exactly this reason he was acting like a thirty year old in hopes he might make her confused if he was 15 or 30. He was half way to thirty anyway what could go wrong.

Ivy stopped singing, and looked at the person who confronted her. "My Papa? No, he doesn't live here. I'm joining dis guild! It'll be soooo fun and we can do all sorts of things!"Ivy stood up, followed by a slight wince but she stood fine, and looked up at the person."You are apart of the guild too, right? This'll be so awesome!" Ivy did a spin around and stood on one foot, then sat back down. She was not concerned with how old Kitteh was, or his tone of voice or any of that. It flew right over her head. Ivy's main concern was what she had to do, and considering this person has been in the guild longer than she has, she decided to ask him. "So Uhm mister what should I do? I'm new so I don't really know anything about the guild, what do people do when they first start?" she said while looking up with her big eyes filled with both wonder and curiosity.

HATE THE RICH, HATE THE HAPPY, HATE THE COMPLACENT. TV WATCHERS, BEER DRINKERS, THE SATISFIED ONES. BECAUSE I KNOW I CAN BE ALL THOSE LITTLE HATEFUL THINGS AND THEN I HATE MYSELF FOR REALIZING THAT. BE SAFE, BE SAFE.

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Cracking his jaw, Elijah spun around his char, hearing commotion from the entrance hall. He had been dealing with all the paperwork the guild had, which was way more than it needed to be, especially for a dark guild. It had taken him most of the night and day, but it was only half way done, and a change of pace was needed. Hopefully this commotion would work in his favor and the day wouldn't be filled with boredom, papers and writing.

Pushing open the massive steel door to the guild master office, Elijah walked out and down the spiral staircase leading to his office. It was a cold day outside, like always. The blizzard raged outside, covering the guild's walls in snow and ice. Thankfully, being made of steel and iron, the guild wouldn't break even under the heaviest of snow storms, but the cold, was something that would stay. Though this wasn't the point of today, but just a thought the man had, when getting to the entrance hall.

Reaching the hall, Elijah walked towards the two, one a new member, the other an older member, one who the man couldn't remember though. As it was, he never remembered members, who hadn't really proven themselves. It was the code of the guild still, one the guild master followed religiously. Only the strong will survive, only the strong have the right to this world. Basilisk Fang really wasn't a place for a weakling, but as this new person, had made her way through the blizzard and mountains, they showed promise. Promise, that only a few select people in Fiore showed.

Now standing next to the two, Elijah turned the girl to face him, looking deep into her eyes. ''You, why did you choose Basilisk Fang?''

Ivy jumped up. A new person has come forth, and that immediately excited her. It was someone who didn't apparently like to make decent conversation and start with a basic "hello," but instead jump straight to the point. So Ivy had to ponder on about his question.

"Why did I choose Basilisk Fang... Uhm... Well...." Ivy drifted off into thought, having never actually thought about why she chose the guild. It was the first one she thought of, and so that she went with. "I wanted to because I thought it was fun! So who would this big brother be huh?" Ivy said to the man who came, as she always had the habit of calling people family-related titles, like uncle or sister or something of the sort. Although she never called anyone mother or father, that was something she would never call anyone. So Elijah was now "big brother" and Ivy would stick with that name, even if he did tell her his name.

Here I stand, helpless and left for dead. Close your eyes, so many days go by. Easy to find what's wrong, harder to find what's right. I believe in you, I can show you that I can see right through all your empty lies. I won't stay long, in this world so wrong. Say goodbye, as we dance with the devil tonight. Don't you dare look at him in the eye, as we dance with the devil tonight.

From upon her position, leaning slightly against the railing of the second floor which clearly, overlooked the guild hall present below, Laycie had been witnessing all. Having been bored within the guild, unable to pester Elijah due to the extreme paperwork placed upon him, the demon was merely and aimlessly roaming around the guild, her eyes wandering from one corner to another, searching and seeking for anything entertaining or unexpected to happen. However, the day had refused to grace itself with such a phenomenon allowing any form of amusement within the demon which thus, left her in quite an irritated state. However, when her amethyst orbs were gliding outside of the heavily-glazed window – a result of the usual frigid thunderstorm that reigned outside, her eyes came in contact with a tiny and petite figure; all alone with the clutches of the freezing cold was a child, venturing onwards heading exactly towards the direction of the massive guild.

A quirk of an eyebrow upwards and a slight curve of her lips in the same direction graced the demon’s visage as the young female entered the guild shortly after which, melodious waves of a tune emanated through the guild. It was then that Laycie had switched from her position overlooking the outside of the guild to overlooking the hall of the guild. Within the time taken for that switch to occur, another member of the guild – Kitteh, if she remembered correctly from one of their meetings had already approached the young female whom Laycie now had gotten a good look of. She was quite adorable in a sense with her purple locks framing her face coupled with her petite frame and cute voice. However, the demon could clearly detect the ounces of evil and sin within the girl. Whether she may be aware of it or not, it would indeed, be tremendously exhilarating to corrupt her.

Apparently, hearing the commotion which interrupted his paperwork, the guild master of Basilisk Fang himself rushed over to the scene. However, being as he was, clearly, no welcome was initiated towards the small girl as he got straight to the point, demanding her reason for being within the guild. The answer made a chuckle erupt from the demon which gonged through the guild hall loud enough for the trio to be made aware of her presence as a voice soon followed behind. “My, my. Isn’t it rude not to welcome the guest with hospitality first before interrogating them? Especially, considering it’s a tiny little cute girl. You should have more manners, dear Guild Master~”

Laycie had decided to be formal with Elijah referring to him with his title rather than his name as the clacking of heels reverberated across as Laycie strode downwards through the staircase; her luscious dark brown locks flowing elegantly behind her. Making her way to the girl but of course, not before, running a delicate yet rough finger down Elijah’s back as she passed him; the dark-haired beauty faced the female, looking quite ravishing in her crimson painted dress and plastered upon her face a sinfully, sweet smile. “So, dear, may I know what your name is?~” This child was evil in a sense and it was now Basilisk Fang’s duty to bring out the worst in her. And Laycie, for one had no qualms in doing so.

Ivy was in the process of talking to the man who came up to her when she heard a loud laugh, one that eccoed throughout the hall. Ivy saw a woman walking down the spiral steps. As the woman came closet she commented on Elijah's rudeness (which Ivy don't really notice) and complimented Ivy, which Ivy responded to with a great smile. Ivy then heard the woman mention this person as the Guild Master, which struck a nerve down within Ivy. It wasn't a bad one, just a regular old nerve.

"This big brother is the Guild Master?! Awesome! Hi there so nice to meet you!!! I hope I gave a good answer." Ivy bowed twice in respect to the GM who standed before her, and then turned to the woman whom now asked for her name. "My name? It's Ivy, Ivy Kissos. Nice to meet you all!" Ivy then took a moment to marvel the guild hall once again, liking the scenery. Then again, Ivy didn't live anyplace special. Everyplace she visited seemed grand, and this place only accompanied the rest in a whole catigory. It would be one of the best places she has ever seen, but she hadn't seen too many amazing places to consider it extra-extraordinary.

"This place is so awesome! I wanna live here!" Ivy said while turning back to the two, giving her figure of speech as symbolism to her awe of the hall.___________________(Okay, I have no idea what the post order is and I honestly don't think there is one. So... Yeah.)

HATE THE RICH, HATE THE HAPPY, HATE THE COMPLACENT. TV WATCHERS, BEER DRINKERS, THE SATISFIED ONES. BECAUSE I KNOW I CAN BE ALL THOSE LITTLE HATEFUL THINGS AND THEN I HATE MYSELF FOR REALIZING THAT. BE SAFE, BE SAFE.

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Fun... a dark guild, like Basilisk Fang. Well, that was the first time the guild master had heard it said so directly. He knew he had some weird members here, who found death and destruction the most fun thing in the world, but none had exclaimed it out in their first entrance like that. Or at least that's what Elijah thought, he never was too good at examining people's feelings or emotions, they didn't play a part in his usual line of work. Unless it came to Laycie that is, but that's a different story.

Speaking of the demon woman, as finger ran down Elijah's back, causing the tall man to shudder for a second. Only a demonic being could do that, to make a devil shudder. The woman's comments about his rudeness had gone over his head, not paying any real attention to them, as you couldn't tease Elijah with just mere words, touch was much more effective.

Though, as he listened to the new member's words, the guild master smiled. This was more respect than he got on a regular basis and he couldn't hide it, the man really liked respect. It was a nice feeling, he wondered why he didn't get it more, as he could melt this entire place in lava, but most members understood he wouldn't do that just that simply. He needed them, the guild of Basilisk Fang needed it's members, so they were all safe from the wrath of the magma devil born.

As Elijah was ruffling Laycie's hair a little, to get her back, he looked at the new members and said with a smile. ''Welcome to the guild Ivy, i'm sorry if i came off rude, there's just been a lot of paper work and not enough stress relief today.'' The man let out a happier sigh. ''You are very welcome here, Basilisk Fang is always open for new members. And when you are ready, we can go and get you the tattoo for the guild.''

Ivy looked at the guildmaster questionably. He said that he was sorry if he came off as rude, yet Ivy sensed no rudeness in him. Then again such things she never payed attention to, she was one to pay attention to the happier side of life. Even when kicking ashe Ivy still acted as if it were a game, not knowing otherwise. Everything appeared happier than what it was in Ivy's eyes. "Thank you! And you weren't rude. You should have more fun, you are a guildmaster!"

Then the guildmaster spoke about getting her tattoo. Ivy didn't know what it would be like, but all the same she was exhilarated and excited for it. She looked up to the man with her big happy eyes. "If it's ok with you we can do it now! I'm all ready!" Ivy nodded her head twice, as though her overly happy nature towards something like receiving a tattoo wasn't signifying enough that she was ready.